Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 594

2021-06-15

Chapter 594 Return the Spirit Treasure Jade and press the road with the Master

"Master, are you looking for me?"

The Master stood outside a huge temple and asked in a low voice, the Ancient Saint, the scorching sun in the temple.

"en. ”

Ancient Saint slightly nods.

He didn't show up.

As an ancient saint, he rarely goes out in real body. When he needs to deal with important matters, he only releases External Body Incarnation to deal with it.

It is the direct disciple Master, and I have only seen him three times.

"Master, do you have any arrangements?" The Master bowed and asked, looking very respectful.

The ancient Saint, one of the Nine Great Holy Lands, the Lord of Holy Land, a saint connecting to heaven penetrating the earth, looks at the entire Divine Province continent, and it exists absolutely.

Even though the Master is a high-level Voidbreak realm, he still has a feeling of heart palpitations when facing the ancient Saint.

The scorching sun Ancient Saint is like a sun.

Hot, brilliant, unsurpassed!

"In the southern border of the Divine Province continent, there is a place called the Spiritual Kingdom, you should know this?"

The ancient Saint asked.

"The dísciple knows." Master nodded.

"There is a two-star force called Misty Sect in the Spiritual Kingdom, which is shrouded in great luck. You can go and see the headmaster Ye Feng and have a look. If this person is good, you can support him.

.”

Ancient Saint, the sun, stated his purpose.

Having an atmosphere of luck, it means that the Misty Sect is bound to rise.

Coupled with the fact that External Body Incarnation walked in Misty Sect some time ago, Ancient Saint felt that Misty Sect could at least become a five-star force in the future, and had the potential to impact Holy Land.

For such a force, either support it and become a future ally, or kill it in the cradle in advance.

The reason for sending the Master to the Misty Sect is to see if this sect is worthy of support or should be killed in advance.

"The dísciple understands."

The Master is very clever.

She thought about it for a while, then she understood it, turned around, and left the Sunshine Realm.

"I hope this is a force worthy of support."

Looking at the Master's back, the ancient sun whispered.

During the whole process, his real body never appeared.

At this time, a little girl with pink makeup and jade plait and braided horns ran over.

"Old Ancestor, I miss you!"

"Yo, Xiao Wenwen, come here, let Old Ancestor hug and see if you have grown taller recently..."

…

Near Misty Peak.

A graceful figure appeared out of thin air.

"Is the convenience of the Xianzong sect, there is a huge amount of luck shrouded in it, it is really amazing."

That luck, like a dragon, squatting high in the sky, suppressing this world, gathering Spiritual Qi from all directions, imposing manner, is more majestic than many three-star and 4-star level forces.

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng is getting ready to go out.

He is going to visit Holy City, the Holy City, to enter the Book Collection Pavilion in Holy City, borrow some ancient books, and deduce the technique of Avatar.

"Ye Feng."

A cold voice sounded out of thin air.

Ye Feng was covered in hair, turned to look, and saw that the Master was wearing a veil, hands behind back, and looked over calmly.

"It turns out to be the Master... Hey, you have already broken through the Voidbreak 8th layer, congratulations!"

Ye Feng picked up his eyes.

"Can you see the cultivation base of this seat?" The master was surprised, extended the hand, and threw the Spirit Treasure jade on the table, "This thing is no longer useful to me, so I can replace it. I'll give it back to Li Qiankun's junior."

"Yes."

Ye Feng nods.

He could see that the special energy of the Ring Spirit Treasure jade had been absorbed, otherwise, the Master would have impossible breakthrough to the 8th layer of the Voidbreak environment.

"Senior, do you have anything else to do?" Ye Feng asked when the Master didn't seem to want to leave.

"Why, drive me away?"

The master said abruptly, even Ye Feng was stunned.

"This seat has just broken through the realm, and I am bored in my heart. I want to find someone to chat with. Since I stopped by today and returned the Spirit Treasure jade, you will go with me."

The Master didn't give Ye Feng a chance to refute, grabbed his shoulder, and was instantly disappeared.

Holy City.

Ye Feng and the Master were shrouded in a thin layer of mist as they walked on the bustling streets.

There is no ordinary person on both sides of the road.

Here, the weakest are Qi Refinement Realm, and the slightly stronger ones are Gathering Essence and Spirit Sea.

"It's really worthy of the scorching sun in Holy City. Even the biscuits buyers on the roadside are in the Gathering Essence realm. It's so terrifying!"

At this time, in the sky, there was a man dressed in white. The man in the robe stepped on the Flying Sword, held a large box, and sent a sound transmission to the distance:

"Elder Wang, the ten dishes you ordered in our restaurant have been prepared, and I will send them to you. In the past."

Seeing this, Ye Feng mouth opened wide.

"Is that... the otherworldly version hungry?"

He blinked, feeling that Holy City was quite trendy.

The cultivators here are all using their own skills to earn more Spirit Stones, so as to buy more cultivation resources such as medicine pills, cultivation techniques, Heaven and Earth Treasure, Spiritual Artifacts.

"Great Thousand Worlds, there is no lack of strange things."

At this time, the Master said, "What you see now is only the innumerable living beings. tip of the iceberg.”

Ye Feng agreed.

As a traveler, he has also experienced these.

For example, moving bricks under the scorching sun, earning living expenses, or going to hand out flyers, doing part-time jobs, etc.

Not to mention once and now, he is also one of the innumerable living beings.

"If you are strong enough, what do you want to do?" the Master asked.

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback, not sure why she asked that.

"I've lost my cultivation base, and it's impossible for me to have those days." But Ye Feng said this, his tone full of helplessness.

"This seat is talking about assumptions." The Master emphasized.

"Assumption?" Ye Feng touched his chin, "If I really have such strength, I will definitely sleep in the sect!"

"en?"

The Master was stunned.

Sleep?

Shouldn't it be to dominate the world, sweep the world, honor myriad worlds, and become a Heavenly Venerable daofather looked up to by countless powerhouses?

Why sleep?

Master can't figure it out.

The reason why she asked this, of course, was to know if Ye Feng had huge ambitions.

If there is, then it will be possible to be the enemy of Holy Land.

As a result, Ye Feng chose salted fish.

"If I have enough strength, no one will be able to fight against me. At that time, can't I sleep peacefully in the sect?"

Ye Feng said.

hearing this, Master wanted to laugh.

It seems that Ye Feng is a person who does not want to compete with the world, and his only wish is to live a life of idle cloud wild crane.

"I see." The Master whispered.

She has come to a judgment.

Ye Feng will not take action against Holy Land, nor will the Misty Sect ruled by him be the enemy of Holy Land.

"This is the identity token of this seat 'Purple Bamboo Token'. With it, even the Holy City City Lord of the scorching sun will give you three points of thin noodles."

Master Put down an ancient order with a lingering fragrance.

Ye Feng reached out to catch it.

Then, he found that the Master had disappeared.

"Why are you so mysterious?"

Ye Feng complained inwardly, looked at the ancient order, and found that the raw material of this object is a kind of purple bamboo, which is heavier than gold of the same volume , the texture is hard, and there is a special Formation inside.

He didn't understand why the Master gave him something.

But since I gave it, I accept it myself.

"Ouch, it's Sect Master Ye!" At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.

Ye Feng turned around, but found no one!

"I'm here!" But seeing a hand in sight, Ye Feng lowered his head, only to see the Duobao boy standing in front of him, who was less than one meter tall, waving his flesh at him. little hands.

"It turned out to be Duobao Fellow Daoist, what a coincidence!"

Ye Feng said hello.

(end of this chapter)